nicky (anothercrusade) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2020-09-16 15:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, nicolo di genova, stanley uris |
Who: Nicky and Stan
Where: Their room
When: Wednesday night
What: Roommate late night chatting
Status: Ongoing
Warnings: Probably low but will update
He'd become an addict. Every night before he slept, and every morning when he woke up, he opened that bag with Joe's shirt in it. He touched the fabric and he breathed it in deep. And then he closed it back up, to put off just a little bit longer the day when it would no longer smell of his lover. That night he'd done his little ritual and curled up to lay in bed and, as usual, missed the arms around him. He tried to sleep but it was eluding him tonight. Some nights he cried but not tonight; maybe the pain was becoming an ache, now. He'd been here for a week, after all. "Stanley," he whispered, to see if his roommate was still awake. He was a good man. Wise beyond his years, which were so, so few. |